I’m so proud of L. She was promoted to Level IV of the Y swimming classes today. Basically, she’s learned how to do the crawl and side-breathe. She can still only swim about 10 yards before she needs a break. On a macro level, it’s not a big deal. My brother was already swimming competitively at age 6, as do many, many kids back where I grew up. Still, it’s been an uphill battle here. First of all, global warming aside, we still don’t have THAT much truly hot weather here in Seattle. It’s in the 80s to low 90s the last few days, but as of Wednesday it’ll be back in the 70s. There are very few neighborhood pools here. Most pools have limited “free swim” time, just lessons and classes most of the day.
Then, I started L in swim lessons at 3. The teacher promptly dunked her. Hysterics ensued, and we ended up dropping out. (It didn’t help that Bri was an infant in arms at that point.) We sporadically did swim through the years, and she finally made it out of Level I (water acclimation) into Level II (Water Movement.) Water Movement is more or less where they learn to swim. To get out of Level II, you need to be able to kind of swim, not gracefully, but definitely swim. And she was stuck in Water Movement forever. We kept not signing up for lessons for one reason or another – classes were full or it wasn’t convenient or whatever. Finally, this summer, I decided these children were going to learn to swim. The Y does lessons Monday through Thursday in summer to two week sessions, and so both girls started going to the lessons four days a week. Our awesome nanny found a pool that actually had free swim in the afternoons and started taking them swimming a few times a week in addition to lessons. And finally, not surprisingly, they started making progress.
Some things are easy for L. Reading, studying, art, dance, things that aren’t physical or scary. Those things are easy. But things like swimming, riding a bike, and probably lots of things to come, are not easy at all. And the satisfaction when she learned to ride her bike and now learned to swim is just huge. It feels so good for both of us.
If I had a quilter-crush, it would definitely be Carolyn Friedlander. Despite the fact that I haven’t quilted in a year (and am DETERMINED to finish the front of my Aran sweater before I resume), i still follow a fair few quilters on Insta. But Friedlander is the one who stands above the rest. Anyway, love the two-tone blue quilt here. So. Much. My blue-loving older daughter would also love it. Maybe . . . I also love the kids’ book Blue on Blue. Also, so good.
I’ve been delving into easy reading lately. I’m loving LIane Moriarty, and my old favorite Maeve Binchy. Currently “reading” Week in Winter.
I’ve picked up my knitting again. St. Brigid is a bucket list knit, and I knew it was going to take forever . . . and it is living up to billing. It’s not really particularly hard, but the pattern is sufficiently complex that I haven’t been able to memorize it, which means knitting it always requires a certain amount of concentration. In any case, the back is done (one mistake, which I think is not noticeable to the layman), and I’m determined to finish the front sometime in the not too distant future. Which means in the next month or two. As always, I’m eager to take on something new and lazy about finishing the old. I’ve been obsessed with running and the like lately, but I’m feeling my interests circle back to crafting, just a little bit.
In other news, like half of the world, I can’t stop thinking about the Thai soccer players. Of course there are people dying right and left all over the world, but everyone is coming together to save these people, and it’s sort of a failure of humanity if they can’t manage it. So, I’ve checked CNN more in the last couple days than in the previous couple months. Hopefully there will be good news in the morning.
Love this quote from Obama:
“All these people are out here kvetching and wringing their hands and stressed and anxious and, you know, constantly watching cable TV and howling at the moon, ‘What are we going to do?’ Their hair is falling out,” said Obama, arguing for a reasoned response. “The good news is that if you act, if we act, then the majority of the American people prefer a story of hope.”
Yes, yes and yes. The Dems have been overwhelmingly running on a message of anti-Trump. Where is the positive message? The belief that they can do something and a description of what that something is?
It’s amazing how much more I like Obama when he’s not standing between me and my dream of a woman president. Where is the next Obama?